Despre iubire

E atat de frumoasa cand creste
Imi gadila simturile
Vestede simturi
Maronii, translucide
Cu ochii mereu greoi
Cum creste verdele parfumandu-mi inima
Aproape sa mi se scurga din piept
Fara caldura
Creste de jos in sus
De sus in jos
Fara radacina, frunze
Cu ea insasi se urca pe pereti
Rugina si-a uitat numele
Dar incepe sa cada
Agitatie, obscur, lumina
Soare cu roua pe buze
Curcubeu crosetand focul, simt.

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